The view from the 14th floor

This story is one of the most perverted and hottest things that has ever happened to me, and I’m writing it in as much detail as possible.

Her name is Sofía, my best friend since school. One night I slept over at her house because her parents were supposedly “out of town.” At 3 AM I went down to the kitchen to get water and heard quiet moaning coming from the master bedroom. The door was slightly open… and I saw them.

Sofía was on all fours on the bed, naked, and her dad (46 years old, tall, well-maintained from the gym, muscular arms, deep voice) was fucking her hard from behind, gripping her hair. She was moaning “daddy… harder… that’s how I like it.” I stood there for like two minutes watching, my heart racing a thousand miles an hour and my pussy absolutely soaked. I had never seen anything so forbidden and so hot at the same time.

The next day I told Sofía everything. She turned red but confessed they’d been doing it for almost a year, every time her mom traveled for work. She begged me not to say anything.

That same afternoon, instead of going straight to blackmail, I texted her dad on WhatsApp (I had his number because he sometimes gave me rides home). I started soft and flirty to see how he’d react:

Me:

“Hi, I’m Kali, Sofía’s best friend. I slept over at your house last night and… I saw something that’s been on my mind all night 😳 Can we talk for a bit?”

Him:

“What did you see? Tell me please.”

Me:

“Honestly, I saw you with Sofía… and honestly, what you were doing to her looked so damn hot 🔥 You’re really handsome and it’s clear you know how to move…”

He took like 10 minutes to reply, clearly nervous but he liked the compliment.

Him:

“K… thaliat’s something very private. Please don’t tell anyone.”

Me (keeping up the flirtation):

“I’m not going to say anything… but I’m left wondering if with me you’d move just as hot… or maybe even better 😉”

Then I dropped the soft bomb:

Me:

“If you don’t want your wife to find out what you do to your daughter… you’re going to have to compensate me. I want you to fuck me. But harder than her. This week at a hotel. Deal?”

He agreed after a while. We set it for Friday at a hotel near my house.

When he walked into the room he was serious but you could already see the bulge. He looked at me and said quietly:

— Kali… this is crazy. Are you sure?

I gave him a naughty smile:

— Totally sure. I want you to treat me like your secret whore. And if you do it well… no one will ever find out about anything.

The moment we closed the door his face changed. He pushed me against the wall, ripped my dress off, and said hoarsely:

— Then spread your legs, whore. Today you’re going to feel what my daughter feels, but twice as much.

He shoved three fingers inside me at once and I was already dripping.

— Look at you… wetter than her. Watching us turned you on, didn’t it, dirty girl?

— Yes… it turned me on so much… I want you to fuck me harder than her… I want you to leave my pussy destroyed and full of your cum…

He picked me up with his strong arms (I’m short, 5’2″, and he’s tall and strong, lifted me like nothing) and fucked me standing against the wall, my legs wrapped around his waist. He pushed it in deep, thrusting hard while I moaned against his neck:

— Ohhh fuck! So big… break my pussy like that… fuck me like your daughter but harder!

He set me down, spun me around, and took me to the big hotel window (14th floor, room lights on). He pressed me completely naked against the cold glass, my tits smashed against the window, my pussy and nice round ass totally exposed to the city. Anyone looking from the buildings across could see me perfectly.

He spread my legs with his knees, grabbed my hair, and shoved his cock in me again from behind, fucking me hard against the window while whispering in my ear with that deep, perverted voice:

— Fuck Kali… you have such a nice round juicy ass, look how it bounces against me every time I push in… and those nice big firm tights smashed against the glass, anyone watching right now is seeing me tear you apart like the whore you are.

— Yes! Let them see me! Let them see my nice ass and my nice tits taking your cock! Fuck me harder… I want them to see me dripping your cum!

I came trembling, pressed against the glass, knowing anyone could be watching. He spanked my nice ass hard several times and kept pumping until he came inside me a second time, hot thick ropes exploding deep while I screamed against the glass.

Then he threw me onto the hotel floor like a doll. He put me on all fours and said with that deep dominant voice:

— Now crawl like a little dog, Kali. Move around the whole room with my cum dripping out of your pussy. I want to see you crawl like the horny bitch you are.

Me, still trembling with weak legs, started crawling on the carpet naked, my ass up high, his hot cum dripping and falling to the floor while he walked behind me watching. He’d give me soft spanks whenever I stopped and say:

— Good little bitch… move that nice ass faster… look at you dripping my cum all over the floor.

I crawled all around the room, circling, feeling completely humiliated and turned on at the same time. When I was already panting he grabbed my hair, lifted me up, and threw me back on the bed.

We cuddled for a while, sweaty and breathing hard. We rested like 15 minutes, me with my head on his chest and him stroking my hair. After a bit he fell deeply asleep, snoring softly.

I was still horny and full of his cum… so I slid down slowly, pulled down his boxers, and started sucking his cock softly at first, licking the leftover cum and my juices still on him. I sucked slow, taking it all in my mouth, licking his balls, until he started getting hard again in my mouth. When it was nice and thick and hard I kept sucking faster, spitting and making noise, until he opened his eyes and looked at me surprised and horny.

— Kali… what an insatiable whore you are… — he said hoarsely.

I just smiled at him with his cock in my mouth and kept sucking until he grabbed my hair and put me on all fours again to keep fucking me.

At the end, as I was getting dressed trembling, he looked at me and said quietly:

— This doesn’t end here… next time I want all three of us.

And yes… next time it was all three of us.

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